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Friday, July 08, 2005

08Jul05 fri

jus a day or so after annoucement the IOC's decision
London was in a delirious mood.
but after which.
it was the dark skies covering up the city.
train bombs. bus bombs.
faces smeared with blood.
cuts of glasses. pinch of dusts.
the sight of destruction at its works.
it totally overwhelming for me.

have i fer some reasons taken my life fer granted ?
would i still be as fine as i m now da nxt second ?
even when im bloggin now, m i so sure my existence persists ?
do i have to look good to hv satisfaction of life ?
do i pursue wad i wan to hv fulfillment in life ?
surreality ?

i had the wrong perspective.
the wrong direction.
the wrong doing.
is things tat i hold on to made me feel tis way.
media, sports, entertainment, studies, work.
God has been neglected.
awake.
thus, to wake up with the King is a tough case.
much less consistent.
how much pain can i contain ?
compare to Jesus.
how do i explain luxury ?
compare to Jesus.

it's a wonderful thought.
be awake.